Note: I will be getting back to Rabbit very soon. I thought while recovering from surgery that I'd have time to write...but mostly I slept.
White Collar: Typical
Sitting in one of the chairs in front of Peter's desk Neal tossed a ball made of rubber bands up in the air to himself. Peter glanced up from his paperwork at him. Peter tried to focus on what he was doing but eventually Neal proved too much of a distraction.
"Neal, what are you doing?"
"Nothing." Neal shrugged.
Peter glared at Neal for a moment before tapping his pen on the desk in irritation.
"Oh..." Neal smiled innocently. "I take you want me to be doing something?"
"Anything."
"That's a bold statement."
"Anything work related." Peter corrected.
"Hmmm...okay, I can work with that."
"Allow me to clarify further: anything work related that doesn't just create more work for me."
"Now you're just being unreasonable."
"Get out of my office. Go do nothing somewhere else."
"That I can do. Anything to help."
"Yeah...right."